being home after the god-forsaken two weeks confinement felt like the best damn thing on earth. though only two weeks, it sure appeared like forever and infinitely worst than being away for ulp-obs-jtc-ndp combined back-to-back as that in sec3. sigh, i guess as mother nature has taught, the key to survival in any situation - quit whining and adapt, better known as 'suck thumb' in army terms.
kay, we've been briefed strictly on our blogging limitations, and to avoid the risk of being charged and thrown into db, henceforth i'll keep my posts short and sweet. well, i'm in cougar company, platoon four, section two, bed twelve. and of not being any help, we learnt during our first days that cougar was known to be the most siong company in school I. our commanders did great (even going the extra mile often) in ensuring that its legacy was drilled into our heads. you get what i mean.
other than the high standards expected of us, i'm surprised to discover that living conditions there wasn't that bad after all. bunk wise... definitely cleaner and neater than my own room, food... considering the slave-like physical trainings, i'll be more than glad to devour anything on the table. toilets... they now come with doors. haha. so perhaps the saddest thing is that there's only males and more males to look at each day. sheesh.
anyhow, i'm really grateful for the peeps i've been blessed with as platoon mates. a fun-loving and caring (and english-speaking, phew) bunch whom i know i can rely on to pull me through the rugged road ahead. and interestingly enough, i've been appointed the platoon trash i/c, lol.
so in a couple of hours it'll be time to head back and have the whole cycle of missing home repeat itself again. sighhh... as much as i hate being in this situation i'm in now, i don't pray that God will take me out of this, instead only to grant me the strength and grace i need to face this as a good solider. so till then, please continue to keep me in your prayers and i'll look forward to see you guys next weekend!
